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Don't look at my boy like that whore
Or i'll chop off your head you
Are fucking with the wrong girl here
I swear
Ima just kill you! (Ima just kill you)
Damn it somebody help, help
My chick's a fuckin nutbag
She just gonna pelt, pelt
The shit out of you hoes
Believe me you gon yelp, yelp
If you every come to close
You might as well, well
Jump from a cliff cause you gon'
Lose your freaking scalp, scalp
There's not a chance in hell
That you gon live to tell, tell
How round the twist she really is
Not even Al, Al Qaeda Could fuck with her
She blows shit up
You're playing with fire
I'm her religion, she's wired
To the moon, to the stars
Yeah crazed super hard
Like an angel of blood
Insane in the membrane
She is
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Don't look at my boy like that whore
Or i'll chop off your head you
Are fucking with the wrong girl here
I swear
Ima just kill you! (Ima just kill you)
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-Boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out
Out of her mind mind-boggling out